Chapter 1596 Imitation
The outer rubber of the old-fashioned telephone line was twisted and turned up, and the metal wire inside was exposed to the air, flickering in the dim environment. For a moment, Zhu Jie's blood ran cold. When I came down, my blood vessels seemed to be filled with ice.
It is absolutely impossible to make a call from a disconnected phone line, so it is obvious that the other party is a ghost and the man who answered the phone is a ghost!
And now the ghost is standing outside their door!
Zhu Jie's thinking has never been so clear. She even suspected that the time at this moment was 2 o'clock in the morning and that the guy outside was the mental patient on the radio.
Noticing Zhu Jie's reaction, and most importantly seeing clearly the broken telephone line that Zhu Jie mentioned, cold sweat broke out on Tang Qisheng's forehead. It was almost, just almost... They walked around the gate of hell again.
Perhaps knowing that his identity has been revealed, the man outside burst into laughter, and his movements became more and more unscrupulous. He slammed the door with his hand vigorously, "Open the door, it's me, I'm here. The repairman who helps you repair the wall clock, hee hee hee, I can not only repair the wall clock, I can also repair the patients, I am a doctor Health."
"Open the door, I want to check your body! You are sick, you are all sick, I will help you cut off the extra limbs!"
It's not enough! The solid wooden door made a "bang bang" sound as if it was about to fall down in the next second. Tang Qisheng and Zhu Jie held the door firmly with their bodies.
Although they know that men cannot break in, they cannot do anything under such pressure, even if it is just a psychological effect.
After a while, the man stopped knocking on the door. Before Tang Qisheng and Zhu Jie could breathe a sigh of relief, a more creepy sound sounded. Zhu Jie immediately covered his ears. The sound was like the sharp friction of the tip of a knife across a dinner plate. .
The guy outside was scratching the wall with a knife, and it was a very sharp knife.
No, no, it’s a pair of scissors!
According to the information provided by Jiang Cheng and the others, the person standing outside at this moment should be a hunchbacked "doctor" with a huge pair of scissors.
Thinking of this scene, Tang Qisheng couldn't help but his throat rolled up and down. The men outside were also clamoring just now that the way to treat patients like them was to cut off their extra limbs.
Suddenly, the sharp friction stopped and the corridor became quiet again. Tang Qisheng slowly opened his eyes and heard a familiar voice.
"Who? Who is outside?" The voice came from the room across the corridor. It was a very young woman, her tone full of fear.
"I'm the maintenance worker here. It's you who call for maintenance. The clock on your wall is broken." The man outside the door instantly returned to his previous casual tone, with a There was a trace of impatience, but the word "wall clock" was pronounced deeply.
"Yes...it was me who made the call. You are the person sent by the maintenance department, right?" There was a hint of suspicion in the woman's voice, "But why did you come just now?"
The man's tone became more and more impatient, "I've been here a long time ago, but everything must be done on a first-come, first-served basis, right? You are not the only ward calling for maintenance. I am not a god. I have three heads and six arms."
The woman became excited when she heard this, "And...have any other wards called for maintenance services? Did you just come out of their room?"
"Yes, ward 3017 also called, I put the call Let me make it clear first, they called first, so I was the first to repair it." The man looked like he was about to leave, "I asked you whether to repair it or not. If you don't repair it, I will leave. , in fact, it’s not a big deal if the wall clock is broken. It's just that I can't see the time. At worst, you can come to me again after dawn."
The man spoke very naturally, not like he was acting at all, but Tang Qisheng and Zhu Jie heard clearly that he wanted to come to the woman. They also discovered that there was something wrong with the wall clock on the wall, so they called the maintenance number. But what they couldn't figure out was that just now, the man in the corridor was banging on the door and scraping the wall with scissors. Could it be that so many strange sounds weren't enough to arouse the woman's attention? Alert? Why...why does it feel like she didn't hear anything?
As soon as footsteps were heard again outside, the woman seemed worried that the man would really leave, so she immediately said: "No, don't leave yet. I want to repair the wall clock, and I have to repair it now."
"Open the door if you want to repair it. I'm not your servant. I'm just dawdling." The man's footsteps stopped in front of the door that made the sound, showing a very reluctant look.
But Tang Qisheng and Zhu Jie didn't hear the sound of the door opening for a long time. It seemed that the woman was also hesitating. After all, it was clearly mentioned in the previous broadcast that there was an extremely dangerous mental patient wandering around at night.
But in the next second, Tang Qisheng and Zhu Jie shuddered at the same time. They heard the sound of the door opening, and it was very close to them, very close. It seemed...it seemed to be the door behind them.
How is that possible?
Their door was still closed and not moved at all.
Then, something even more unacceptable to them happened. An all-too-familiar voice sounded, "Brother maintenance workers, it's true that the wall clock has been temporarily repaired, but it won't stop working anymore, at least today." It must not get broken again later!”
Zhu Jie was stunned for a moment, and then immediately looked at Tang Qisheng who was very close at hand, his eyes full of fear, because...because that was Tang Qisheng's voice!
Tang Qisheng's reaction was even stronger than Zhu Jie's. The feeling of hearing his own voice coming from behind was so weird that it couldn't be described in words.
This ghost...this ghost is actually imitating his own voice!
"Are you crazy? Close the door quickly!" Zhu Jie's voice also appeared later, and the slightly trembling voice made the scene more real, "It's already half past 11, and there will be more It will be early morning in half an hour!"
"Zhu Jie"'s voice was full of vigilance, with a hint of warning. It was all too real, so real that it made people's hair stand on end.
Zhu Jie immediately turned around and shouted in the direction of the door: "Don't believe him, it's all fake. There is that mental patient outside your door!"
Tang Qisheng seemed to be inspired by courage, and he and Zhu Jie They shouted a warning together, "Can you hear me? Don't open the door! We are still in the room. It's all fake. What did you just listen to?" Everything is fake!"
"If there is no maintenance man, he is a mental patient who has escaped!"
No matter how much Tang Qisheng Zhu Jie shouted, There was no response from the other rooms, as if the two of them were confined and their voices could only stay in their own room.
After a while, Tang Qisheng and Zhu Jie, who had shouted hoarsely, were desperate. They heard the sound of the door opening——
"Squeak——" (End of this chapter)